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“And if we stopped believing people were capable of change, then the world might as well be left to burn.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, A Kingdom of Flesh and Fire

“And kissing Casteel was like daring to kiss the sun.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, A Kingdom of Flesh and Fire

“Ignoring something doesn’t make it less true, Penellaphe.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash

“Broken pieces of dreams and pinwheeling stars.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, A Kingdom of Flesh and Fire

“No matter how much death I’ve seen, it never gets easier.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, A Kingdom of Flesh and Fire

“Some things can’t be forgotten or forgiven”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, A Kingdom of Flesh and Fire

“The fear of failing was powerful, just as fear of the unknown and uncharted destinies was.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, A Kingdom of Flesh and Fire

“There is no side of you that is not as
beautiful as the other half. Not a single inch isn’t stunning.� His lashes
lifted, and the intensity in his stare held me captive. “That was true the first
time I said it to you, and it is still the truth today and tomorrow.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, A Kingdom of Flesh and Fire

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He looked at me.
“Please…please try to be careful,� I said.
He lifted his brows. “Are you worried about me?�
Crossing my arms, I nodded.
“Don’t be nice to me,� he replied, and I sensed amusement from him.
“It weirds me out.�
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He smiled then as he walked to where I stood. “You don’t sound
remotely sorry.�
I grinned at him.
“Do me a favor,� Kieran said, looking down at me. “Protect your
Prince, Poppy.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, A Kingdom of Flesh and Fire

“The carriage door ripped open, torn from its hinges. Cold air rushed in
with the night, and the night was enraged. It washed over me, its intensity
so stunning, it overwhelmed me, shutting down my senses. [...]
“It’s okay. Shh, it’s okay, Poppy. Stop. Look at me,� a voice
demanded. “Look at me, Princess.�
Princess.
The Ascended wouldn’t call me that.
Breathing ragged, my wild gaze swiveled around the carriage, stopping
when I found him. He hovered over me, cheeks spotted with blood.
“Hawke,� I whispered.
“Yeah. Yes.â€� He sounded shredded and windblown. “It’s me.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, A Kingdom of Flesh and Fire